Ruby Tandoh writes about the unexpected hero of her baking repertoire: buckwheat. “Cakes that usually come at you two-fisted—pure butter and sugar—begin to relax when you swap some of the usual white-wheat flour for ash-gray buckwheat,” she writes.
“New York’s bagel culture, until recently, was growing rather stagnant,” Hannah Goldfield writes. Now new and outlandish flavors in other cities are pushing the bagel scene out of complacency.
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@williams_paige
embeds with the California Highway Patrol, a group of detectives in L.A. who run “blitz” operations—surveillance, arrest, repeat—on businesses targeted by professional shoplifters.
In 2018, Padma Lakshmi, a bona-fide comedy nerd, began hosting her own standup show—but only since leaving “Top Chef” has she begun to think of comedy as potentially more than a hobby.
Critics are within their rights to dislike Taylor Swift's latest album. But any critique of her work that doesn’t consider her role as a prominent narrator of our time will fail to speak to even the most casual of her fans, Sinéad O’Sullivan writes.
Terrific series, Visionary Auteurs: Five Decades of mk2, starts May 31 at
@Metrograph
; I interviewed Marin Karmitz ten years ago: he was prophetic about the need for a renewal of French cinema, about its artistic future being inseparable from resistance:
“I was neither angry nor scared. It simply was. It was a fact about the world, like the distance from the sun to the Earth.” Revisit an excerpt from Paul Kalanithi’s posthumously published memoir, “When Breath Becomes Air.”
A machine called ECMO can perform the work of the heart and lungs entirely outside the body. “ECMO is transforming medical care,” Clayton Dalton writes. “But it also complicates care when life inevitably begins to end.”
Judith Butler’s latest book, “Who’s Afraid of Gender?,” is unique in the philosopher’s corpus—it is their first book that feels written primarily out of a sense of obligation.
Helen Vendler, who died last week, at 90, had “an almost tactile understanding of the ancient practice of creating poems as art,”
@nathanheller
writes. “She could see not only what poets did but how they did it.”
For years, the secretive Order of the Third Bird, an international fellowship of artists, authors, booksellers, professors, avant-gardists, and others, has devoted itself to the issue of attention: what it is, how to channel it, what it can do.
In this week's
@NewYorker
, I have what seemed to me an urgent piece. It's about attention (why we're losing it, how to get it back). But it's also about coming together, a secret international order, and what happens between a person and a work of art.
Deb Haaland went from being a freshman member of Congress to a Cabinet secretary in less than three years. Her rise might have seemed sudden to outsiders, but to Native observers it was decades in the making.